Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2007 00:26:38 -0500
From: Anthony Writer
Subject: a series of examinations, part 5
Part 5 -- Introducing Brad
Brad had been contemplating getting his nipples and dick pierced for some
time. He always liked playing with his tits as he masturbated, and often
would shoot while looking at a picture of a thick, pierced penis. When he
was in high school and college there really wasn't the opportunity to have
something like that done, but now that he was working and had his own place
he had the time, privacy and money to get something like that done.
Even with Brad's longstanding desire to get pierced, he was worried. If not
done right, one (or more!) of Brad's favorite body parts could get damaged!
Brad started compiling lists of places, but never could find one that
looked or sounded quite right. They all seemed kinda sleazy, and Brad
couldn't bring himself to go inside one. Brad's search continued for
months, but he could never find a place that seemed right. Just as he was
about to give up, he noticed that one of the hotter guys at work seemed to
have pierced nips. He started checking the guy out on a regular basis, and
must have been pretty obvious, as the guy came over to his cube one day to
say hello.
The guy's name was Steve, and after a few words Steve invited Brad over to
the men's room so Brad could check out the piercings. In the bathroom,
Steve took off his shirt, proudly displaying two pierced nipples on top of
what could best be described as slabs of pectoral muscle. The piercings
were very cool looking; the metal was iridescent and unlike any Brad had
seen in magazines or in porn. Steve then grinned and whipped out a huge
uncut, but not un-pierced penis. The piercing metal matched the bars that
were impaled in the flesh of Steve's nipples, and it looked like Steve's
dick was in a continual state of dripping precum. Not wanting to be caught,
Steve zipped back up and donned his shirt, and explained he'd gotten his
piercings done at a gym/spa/doctors' office near work. Brad asked what it
was like, and Steve replied that they did such a great job that he quit his
other gym and now got all of his healthcare, exercise and even some spa
stuff from this place.
Brad was intrigued but still looked kinda doubtful. Steve then asked Brad
to lift up his shirt and whip it out, which Brad quickly did. Steve moved
in close and pinched each of Brads thick nips, and gave Brad's dick a quick
tug. Brad gasped and almost lost his balance, which told Steve all he
needed to know. Steve suggested Brad check with Josh, one of the managers
upstairs, who also went to the gym. Brad smiled, buttoned back up, and went
back to his cube.
What Brad didn't know was that Steve had been specifically trained to look
out for young, muscular guys like Brad. Steve also knew to look for men
with nipples and areola big enough for piercing, and dicks thick enough for
milking. Steve went back to his desk and fired off a few emails, one to
Josh and the other to the club. Josh read Steve's email just as he got a
question about the club from Brad. Josh had barely recovered from his
treatment and examination the night before, and had been checking out Brad
for a while. As Josh shifted in his seat so that his implanted prostate
stimulator-driven sphincter session could continue more comfortably, he
wrote an enthusiastic recommendation back to Brad.
Brad wasted no time contacting the club, and was pleasantly surprised to
find the club had an opening that evening after work. (The club had learned
to act quickly when men approached them, it was too easy for guys to get
second thoughts.) They recommended he get a shower and shave, followed by
the piercing session, after which he'd receive a complementary 1 month
membership to the gym. Brad was a bit hesitant, but after all those years
of contemplating getting a piercing, decided to go for it. He anxiously
watched the minutes pass by, until finally it was time for him to leave and
make his appointment.
Brad drove over to the club, which was located in a very modern looking
building. He had never noticed it before, but as he approached the club it
was clear it wasn't an office, and you could see a front workout room. He
went inside, and was met by Chris, who introduced himself as the guy who
would be taking care of Brad for the evening. Chris explained that the club
works on a satisfaction only policy, so Brad would get billed for the cost
of the piercing only if he liked it. (In reality, if Brad worked out as the
Club liked, all of Brad's procedures would be free.) Chris said they'd both
go through all of the preparation together, and at the same time Chris
would show Brad the club.
Chris lead Brad back to the locker room, where they both stripped and
locked up their street clothes. Chris explained there would be robes for
them on the other side of the showers, and not to worry about not having
gym clothes. Chris took a good look at Brad's naked body. It was clear Brad
spent a lot of time working out. His skin was tight and smooth, covering
very muscular abs, glutes, and pecs. His arms were thick, and his nips and
cock were all Steve had promised in his email. Chris smiled as he noticed
Brad was checking him out too -- Brad liked the clipped brown hair that
covered Chris' body, and of course loved Chris' pierced dick. Chris gave
Brad an enema bottle, and explained he'd need to be really clean before the
piercing. Brad wasted no time cleaning himself out in the toilet, then met
up with a smiling Chris and hit the showers.
Chris then led Brad into a small room off the showers, just large enough
for two men. The room had two handles on the ceiling, a removable shower
head, and a series of clippers. Chris explained that Brad was going to get
trimmed up a bit -- wouldn't want any hair getting in the way of piercing,
and wouldn't want to run around only partly trimmed. Chris guided Brad's
hands to the handles, and Brad held on as Chris took one then another
clipper to Brad's exposed, naked body. Chris started with medium clippers,
evening out Brad's pubic bush and underarm hair. Then he moved to shorter
clippers, evening out the hair on Brad's chest, abs, legs and arms. He
noticed that Brad was starting to shake under the stimulation, but just
grinned and kept on clipping. Chris finished up with the shortest clippers,
removing all traces of hair from Brad's scrotum, between his legs, and
around his ass. Standing back to check that Brad was properly trimmed (and
now fully erect), Chris went for the shower head, giving Brad a complete
rinse to remove any stray clipped hair. He then got some towels, and threw
one to Brad, and both men toweled off.
Chris led the now clipped and clean Brad out of the shower area out into
the main gym. Chris explained that as an all male gym, you could go
wherever you wanted in a towel or less if you liked, and pointed out the
various training stations and rooms. He explained that some of the training
included sexual training, and even pointed out the room where Josh had
undergone his ordeal the night before. Everywhere Brad looked, he could see
guys working out in fairly skimpy shorts, and some guys even working out in
the buff. He did notice that the naked guys always seemed to have an energy
drink with the club's logo on it, but so did some of the other men too.
From Brad's continuous erection, it was clear Brad was very in to all of
this. The two men proceeded to the exam and treatment rooms, where Chris
said Brad would be getting his piercings. Brad thought he could hear some
moaning and groaning behind the closed doors, but at this point he was so
nervous and turned-on he barely noticed.
Chris led Brad into a treatment room and closed the door behind him. Unlike
the rooms used on Josh, this room was simpler, with nothing more than an
inclined metal bed with various hinged components and a few trays next to
it. Chris motioned to the table, and Brad laid down on it, feeling the cool
metal against his back, ass, calves and feet as he settled into
position. Chris then explained that he was going to close the components
around Brad's body to hold him in place for the piercing. The piercing
would involve some mild stimulation before hand, and involve Brad reaching
an orgasm to ensure his dick was completely flexed before the final
piercing. Chris asked Brad if he was ready, and Brad nodded. Chris then
swung all of the components into place, encasing Brad's muscular body in a
firm metal cage.
Chris moved behind the table, and slowly ratcheted a metal probe forward
into the cage and between Brad's legs. He then moved the probe upwards,
behind Brad's now tensed sack, and gently but deeply up into Brad's cleaned
and trimmed hole. Brad gasped as the cool metal penetrated him, but then
quickly started to force his hips downward, unable to get enough of the
probe in his ass. Chris just smiled.
Chris then came over to Brad's chest. He got out sterile swabs, and gave
each one of Brad's nipples a very thorough disinfection. Then he maneuvered
what looked like a thick metal clamp along the cage to over Brad's right
nipple. Chris pinched the flesh around the nipple, then clamped the
squeezed tit between the thick metal components. Chris repeated the
procedure on the left nipple, then loaded each clamp with a piercing rod
made of the same material Brad had seen in Steve's chest earlier that
day. Chris got what looked like a staple gun with a hollow tip, and loaded
that with the curved piercing rod destined for Brad's penis, and set that
down on a tray next to some sterile swabs. Chris then told Brad he was in
for one great orgasm, pressed a button on the table, then stepped back and
watched the table take over and start manipulating the supple muscular body
it now encased.
Brad could feel the cold metal in his ass, and had to admit that his nips
felt pretty strange pinched up between the cold metal pieces. He could also
feel this thick dick flopped on his abs, and knew that he has leaking a
good amount of precum that was starting to run down the side of his abs and
would probably drip onto the table. When Chris clicked the button on the
table, Brad immediately felt the table change. He could feel tingling
sensations start in his ass, no doubt eminating from the metal probe. He
then felt tiny sparks shooting through his nipples from the broad metal
surfaces of the clamps. He was stunned at how rapidly the sparks started to
build -- his entire body started to flex and he could feel his dick almost
instantly get so hard it was pointing straight at the ceiling. He gasped
and yelled as the table quickly took control of his body. Every muscle he
had started flexing and he could feel his balls tensing up and an orgasm
coming on. The jolts in his nips were now agonizing and his muscles were
flexing so hard they were burning. Brad had never felt better in all his
young life. Suddenly Brad heard what sounded like an air gun go off, and
then stabbing pain in each of his nips -- that proved too much for Brad to
handle, and he screamed as his dick shot a load four feet into the air and
all over his caged body.
As soon as Chris saw the semen erupting out of the cage, he rushed over and
grabed the still throbbing dick. He quickly forced a sterile swab deep into
Brad's penis, clearing out the last of the semen and forcing another yell
of pleasure/pain from Brad's mouth. Then Chris inserted the gun into the
dilated meatus and into Brad's urethra, quickly pulling the trigger and
piercing the throbbing dick. Brad yelped once more in what was almost a
cry, but the ordeal was now over.
Chris proceeded to release Brad from the cage, and after sterilizing the
piercings one more time helped Brad up from the table. Brad was covered in
sweat and visibly weakened from the rapidly induced orgasm, so Chris called
a couple of the guys from the gym to help the guy out. The three men
returned Brad to the showers, where they gently cleaned off the sweat and
cum from his body. They helped him dress, and seeing that he was starting
to recover, helped him back to his car and sent him home with some of the
energy drinks, and directions to get a good night's sleep, some sterile
swabs to clean the piercings in the morning, and asked him to return
tomorrow after work to check the piercings. Brad nodded, took his time
driving home, and crashed on his bed as soon as he got home. That night he
had some very interesting dreams...
To Be Continued...